HAVING survived the longest week of our lives as graduate students, the four of us sat down for the first time that day to catch up with breathing and ostensibly enter nirvana by way of pasta.
We ended up talking about men.Read more
TINY yellow flowers carpeting the road. Glossy purple and green balls of caimito that drip sweet juice down one’s chin and leave one’s gums and lips caked afterwards in an odd telltale stiffness.
No one needs to tell me summer is here.Read more
“THIS is a work of fiction.”
Found on the flyleaf of novels, this line may change the way I will tell stories to my future grandchildren.
With their fathers, I opened tales spun out of make-believe with, “Once upon a time…”Read more
“RUN for your life” spun off to a different direction this week. A double whammy last Thursday—another MRT breakdown and the sidelining of Quezon City jeepneys by an LTO crackdown—left many commuters stranded again at rush hours.Read more